Do You Whisper?

One late night at sixteen
Her feathers were nifty that moment
He told her not to act silly
He'd follow the leader to bury the verse
Of somebody else's damn charming rehearsal

Do you whisper?
Before you kiss her

Obsessed with the sixties
Her letters were missing the note
That he'd writ her to stop acting silly
He'd follow the leader who buried the burden
Of somebody else's, damn bound and determined

Do you whisper?
Before you kiss her

Keep counting up from backwards
Take count, sweet nothings come for free
At least they don't for me

One great night, it's misty
No flowers were fitting the moment
He told her, stop acting pretty
He'd follow the leader to bury the beast
Of somebody else's damn broken to pieces

Do you whisper?
Before you kiss her

Ooh, bring it down to a whisper
Keep counting up from backwards
Take count, sweet nothings come for free
At least they don't for me